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Bad Romance	By : Astrid-Lemons Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 14480 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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It was the end of January, and Hermione was almost 20 weeks pregnant. The past few weeks had been a mix of ups and downs. She finally felt back to normal physically, with the exception of her now protruding tummy. The whispers had already started as to her 'condition', and Draco was trying to corner her at every moment. Harry and Ron had taken up as sort of body guards to keep him away, or at least shield her. She needed to get back to the hospital for her 20 week check-up, but with Umbridge at the reigns it wouldn't be plausible for her to ask for leave pertaining to a healer appointment without the nasty toad demanding to know the circumstances. Snape knew, but she had been avoiding him like the plague. For the first time in her life she was absolutely quiet during class, not wanting to give the surly professor a reason to keep her after class. She couldn't ask him for help. He knew Draco still didn't know, and it was apparent he was less than thrilled about it.
"Just go to Madam Pomfrey." Ginny said softly sitting beside Hermione on the threadbare rug in the common room, rubbing her back.
"The moment I do everyone will know." Hermione sniffled in the throes of an emotional breakdown.
"People are already talking. That little guy's needs trump your social hang ups." Ginny replied putting a hand on her tummy. "You know the boys and I won't let anything bad happen to you."
"She's absolutely right." Harry chimed in sitting on the couch to the side of them. "Just remember that Malfoy is going to know, and he is not as stupid as he looks, unfortunately."
Hermione put her face in her hands. "I'm scared." She mumbled.
"I'll go up to the hospital wing with you tomorrow after dinner." Ginny said wrapping her arms around her sobbing friend.
"I really think Harry or I should go too." Ron cut in taking his place by Harry. "What if you run into Snape or Malfoy?"
"Yes, because I'm sure a full on duel is going to ensue if we do." Ginny rolled her eyes. "Either way, it will be fine."
Ginny helped Hermione from the floor. "Let's get some sleep." Hermione hiccuped letting Ginny lead her upstairs.
***
The next day was a blur. Hermione was so caught up in what would happen that night, that she couldn't concentrate. Draco had almost gotten her alone twice. Thankfully Harry kept a close watch on her. Harry didn't particularly agree with Hermione keeping her pregnancy from the father, but understood the fear now that Draco was a Death Eater. He felt it was his job, as one of her best friends, to keep her and the baby safe.
Ginny had talked to Madam Pomfrey after lunch about a private appointment for a friend that evening. The older witch instantly knew what it was about. She had been in the healer business long enough to tell what was going on. Although, she wasn't prepared to see that Hermione was the patient. There had been rumors flying around for weeks, but the seasoned medi-witch figured it was just students stirring up trouble. The moment she really took a look at the young student it was glaringly obvious.
Madam Pomfrey set Hermione up on a cot farthest away from the door, locking it shut. "Have you seen anyone yet, dear?" She asked.
"Yes, I went to St Mungo's over winter holiday."
Madam Pomfrey lifted the head of the cot helping Hermione to get comfortable. Ginny pulled up a seat holding onto her hand.
"How far along are you?"
"Twenty weeks the day after tomorrow." Hermione whispered looking down at her swollen belly. Madam Pomfrey lifted her shirt, placing the tip of her wand just below her navel. She whispered an incantation, and a strong, quick cadence of a tiny heartbeat followed. Tears dripped down Hermione's cheeks onto her shirt. Ginny squeezed her hand, tears pricking at the corner of her eyes.
"Nice strong heartbeat." Madam Pomfrey smiled. "It's been a very long time since I've done a full on visual scan so I'll have to brush up on it before we can see if you'll be celebrating with blue or pink."
"Blue." Hermione breathed.
"Congratulations, dear." She replied rubbing her tummy before moving her wand about Hermione's body checking her vitals. "Your blood pressure is slightly elevated, but that could be nothing but nerves."
Hermione pulled her shirt down and sat up to wipe the tears from her face. "I apologize in advance if I am being too forward, but does your wizard know about the bundle of joy on the way?" Madam Pomfrey whispered taking a seat at the foot of her cot.
"No. It was a gentleman I met in town for a blind date." Hermione lied looking down at her hands wringing nervously in her lap.
The older witch softened her voice reaching to touch her arm. "You know I don't believe that." She moved her hand to tilt Hermione's head up. "That is not like you at all, sweetheart. The young lad has a right to know, whoever he is."
"I really don't want to talk about this right now." She hiccuped standing to leave.
Madam Pomfrey gave her a tight hug stroking her hair. "We don't have to talk anymore. See me in four weeks for your next check-up and we'll go from their. You do not have to do this on your own. You have a wonderful best friend." She nodded to Ginny. "And I will be by your side no matter what, dear." She brushed the hair from Hermione's brow and kissed her forehead.
"Thank you so much." Hermione smiled through the tears. Madam Pomfrey was right. Draco had a right to know that he would be a father in the near future, but the fear still lingered from the shock of seeing the dark mark marring his forearm. The look on his face as she left him alone up in the astronomy tower came to the surface. He looked defeated and lost, his eyes begging her to stay. In her heart she knew that he didn't choose to be a Death Eater, but to see the mark of pure blood supremacy and the impending genocide of muggleborns like herself on a man that she loved with all she had, the father of her unborn son, was hard to forget.
Ginny took her hand and lead her out of the infirmary. "It'll be okay." She whispered.
***
"Did you hear that little mudblood is up the duff?" Pansy asked Blaise as she stretched out on a couch in the Slytherin common room with a laugh.
"I thought she was just getting fat." Blaise replied with a shrug. "I wonder who the father is."
"I'd be willing to bet it's Potter or the Weasel." She sneered.
"I know you're hard up, Pansy, but I'm sure you can figure out a better selection of men to take out for valentines day later this afternoon than that filth." Draco snickered as he approached his two housemates.
"Ew." Pansy said screwing up her face. "We were talking about who could've knocked up that filthy know-it-all mudblood."
Draco froze. He thought Hermione might have just been gaining weight. It never occurred to him that she was with child, his child. Was that what Snape had been up in arms about? How did he know? She wasn't even showing when Snape had approached him. That couldn't be it. She couldn't be pregnant.
"You know that's all a rumor." Draco rolled his eyes trying to keep his composure.
"I overheard a girl in Hufflepuff telling someone she was. Apparently the mudblood snagged her shirt on something in Herbology and everyone got a nice peek of her... Condition." Pansy said sitting up. "No one in Hufflepuff would have the bullocks to start a rumor like that."
"Fuck." Draco breathed.
"I know right?! Not that it matters." She smirked. "Her and that little bastard child won't have a chance once the dark lord gets ahold of them."
"Shut your fucking mouth." Draco bellowed putting his wand to her throat. Pansy squeaked throwing her hands up. Blaise jumped up and put a gentle hand on Draco's shoulder. "Relax, man. What's wrong with you?" He asked with concern.
Draco jerked his shoulder away from him, bringing his wand down towards the coffee table at his feet. A loud crash echoed off the ceiling as the table flew across the room and splintered against the back wall. Draco spun on his heel and stormed out of the portrait hole into the dungeon corridor. He wanted to get as far from Pansy as possible before he seriously injured her. "Calling my kid a fucking bastard, she's lucky I didn't fucking kill her on the spot." He mumbled under his breath.
"I would keep your voice down if I were you, Mr Malfoy." Snape drawled from behind him. Draco turned towards the professor seething.
"Is it true?" Draco hissed. "Is she really pregnant?"
"That is something to be discussed with Miss Granger."
"I'm not in the mood for games. How did you know? How long have you known? Why couldn't you just fucking tell me?!"
"You WILL mind your tone tongue, lest you wish for me to forcefully remove it from your mouth with my bare hands." Snape snarled grabbing the front of Draco's robes and pulling him in so they were nose-to-nose. "Do well to remember that." Snape shoved him back releasing his robes.
"They're going to be killed once the Dark Lord finds out, aren't they?" Draco whispered failing to keep his voice from cracking.
"The child will be fine. The Dark Lord is not going to kill it off when it possesses such an ancient and respected bloodline."
"What about Hermione?"
"She's safe, until the Malfoy heir is born. However, both of them are in danger until this is brought to light."
Draco leaned against the wall, running a hand through his hair. "Are you sure?" Snape nodded. "How am I supposed to get past her little 'body guards'?"
"You're not a complete idiot, Draco. Figure it out." Snape spun around stalking away from him without another word.
It suddenly hit Draco. "An heir... It's a boy?" He mumbled. Halfway down the hall Snape turned around and gave a curt nod before continuing on. "I'm going to have a son..."
***
"Are you sure you're going to be okay, Mione?" Harry asked for the sixth time as they stood in front of Madam Puddifoots.
"Go have fun." Hermione smiled. "I'm going to grab a bite to eat at the Three Broomsticks. I'm starving."
"But what if he sees you?"
"The place is packed, and I have a wand. I highly doubt he would start trouble, even if he did find me, there'd be too many witnesses. Now hurry up and go before Cho hexes my eyes out of their sockets."
Harry looked over at Cho, her arms were crossed as she tapped her foot impatiently. "Please be careful." He whispered before Cho yanked him by his arm into the tea shop. Hermione shook her head with a smile.
She made her way through the crowded street and ducked into the Three Broomsticks. A pair of steel gray eyes followed her the whole way. Draco pulled his hood over his head to hide his signature platinum hair. If she caught sight of him before she was settled inside he would lose his chance to confront her.
Hermione found a table in the far back corner of the shop, since all the other tables were full to bursting. She glanced around the room, satisfied when she saw that the only Slytherins were sat at the opposite side of the shop. "What can I get you, dear?" Madam Rosmerta asked with a smile.
"A water, macaroni cheese, and a bottle of tabasco." Hermione said watching the bar maid raise her eyebrows in confusion. "Anything else I can get you?"
"That's it, thank you."
Draco had made it just a few tables away feeling his palms grow cold and clammy the closer her got. Within a few moments Madam Rosmerta brought Hermione her order and left with a small smile. Hermione uncapped the Tabasco, shaking it over her dish with fervor. Her eyebrows knit together as she used her wand to take the small plastic piece off of the bottle and dumped its contents onto her macaroni cheese. She looked pleased, stirring her dish until it resembled more of a soup than anything else. Draco felt a grin spread across his lips as her hand rubbed the small swell of her stomach just barely visible under her baggy shirt.
He slid into the chair next to her. "So, when are we due?"
***
Author's Note:

I am so sorry for the delay! My muse decided to haul ass on me for awhile. Hopefully I can get her to stick around until I'm done! Hermione is getting pretty far along at this point and writing about it has brought me back to my memories of being pregnant. Macaroni cheese SWIMMING in hot sauce was my major craving with my first kiddo, so I thought it would be fun to slip that into the story.
@Patty- Thank you so much for all of your reviews! It makes me smile and helps give me a push!
@Eclectic_Pet- Thank you for the awesome offering to my lackluster muse! I absolutely love having you around and feel so lucky to have such a wonderful person rooting for me!
@HG4eva- Thank you, from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to review and talk to me. You have no idea just how much you helped push me through this rough spot. I honestly don't know how much longer it would have taken to get back up on the horse if it weren't for you. I will never be able to thank you enough!
Thank you to EVERYONE that has taken the time to read my fic! Silent or not, you all make me smile!
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